An old friend

He was a neighbour who watched me grow up. He spoiled me with treats and always had time for a chat. He taught me to build things, and would let me repaint what he built. He always made me laugh and Mum referred to him as the crazy Irishman at the back.

Had a joke to share and a story to tell. He always encouraged me and always saw the best in people. He never judged anyone.
He always told me the best way to quit smoking was to never start.

That is what killed him...

Even though he quit many years before he suffered through all the years I knew him with emphysema.

I watched him get worse. But he still always had a smile for me. He was too sick to make it to my wedding but we made sure his wife took plenty of photos.

I didn't see him much after that. And then he was gone.

I never cried for him apart from at the funeral. I know he is with Jesus. But I think of him often. I know he would be proud of who I became.

He was like a grandfather to me even though he had a plenty of grandchildren and great grandchildren. He made me feel special and like one of his own.

I went and saw his wife and son who still live behind my parents house today. It's the first time I've seen them since the funeral. His pictures littered the walls. The memories so fresh in my mind.

I was happy to introduce them to my little girl. And they were thrilled to meet her. The family was a big part of me growing up and one day I will share the stories of them. He left a massive imprint in my heart and I want Maddison to know that.

I guess I just want to make sure his memory lives on and how his influence helped shape me into the person I am now. I have always loved him and I will miss him until we meet again. He was an amazing person and an incredible friend!

Mr Austin Gavin, you gave me so much and I love you and miss you greatly. I know God is holding you close and you are pain free and happy. I enjoyed our years together and I will cherish the memories and keep them alive in my family. I'll be seeing you. Lisa xxxx